Everything seems to be going on in order, and life is calm and busy. Fang Zhiqiang still maintained his habit of checking Huang Wanting's Weibo from time to time, but instead of checking it several times a day, it was changed to once every few days. It’s not because Huang Wanting has faded in his heart, but because Huang Wanting now posts on Weibo less frequently than in the past. Sometimes she only posts once every two or three days. They are basically previews of work and what’s coming next. Activities and more. She does have a lot of activities, and now you can often see that familiar face when you turn on the TV. I guess she must be very busy.

And Huang Wanting’s route is also very different from before. Although Fang Zhiqiang doesn’t understand the entertainment industry, at least as Huang Wanting’s best friend, he has also learned some about it, coupled with his intuition , he could see that Huang Wanting was obviously a step or two higher than before. Now she was attending some really high-end events, and the brands she endorsed were all high-end brand-name cosmetics and jewelry. of. At this time, Fang Zhiqiang couldn't even think about letting her represent a low-end small company like his Jiajia.

Moreover, her Weibo no longer only introduces herself, including the events and concerts she attends. She often also introduces some young new artists, her fellow students, and so on. Now she is already a well-established star, no longer the little artist who was stuck by her manager.

"I will have a new concert soon. I hope all those who support me can come to the venue..." This time on Weibo is a short video. Huang Wanting is holding a guitar and wearing a simple dress. Wearing a denim jacket and dressing up very casually, it felt a bit like Fang Zhiqiang had just met her at that time, but the makeup was certainly not non-mainstream at that time.

"She came to my concert..." Huang Wanting strummed the guitar, sang a few lines a cappella, and then smiled at the camera, "Will you come to my concert?"

Since her eyes were directly facing the camera, and her eyes were very firm, at that moment Fang Zhiqiang felt as if her eyes were penetrating the screen, looking at him, and asking himself with a smile: "Qiang Zhiqiang" Son, will you come?”

Fang Zhiqiang immediately checked online for Huang Wanting’s concert schedule, and then asked how to book tickets. He was not interested in such activities at all, so he didn’t I know how it was done, but this is Huang Wanting's concert, so it's different. Although the two people have really not had direct contact for a long time, for Fang Zhiqiang, the friendship will never fade. Huang Wanting's words were probably meant for everyone to hear, but he suddenly had the urge to see his old friend live, even if it was only from a long distance, and he could not even see her clearly. Even, there is no way to say a word.

Fang Zhiqiang really booked the tickets. On the day of the concert, he went to the venue alone, and immediately felt it againHuang Wanting’s current influence. The stadium with thousands of people was packed with seats, and there were crowds of people everywhere, shouting and waving light signs and fluorescent sticks, all consisting of "Qingqing I love you" and "Qingqing come on" and so on.

Even in the middle of the concert, a man suddenly rushed to the stage and knelt down to propose, regardless of the security guards' obstruction, holding a large bouquet of roses. It caused a scream at the scene, and of course she was quickly dragged away by security, but Fang Zhiqiang was also surprised to see that Huang Wanting did have an extraordinary status in the minds of these enthusiastic fans.

"If you come and you hear this song... everyone knows that this is my repertoire and must be sung almost every time. Because it has a different meaning for me Meaning." Huang Wanting was already covered in sweat, holding her guitar and sitting on a high chair and said with a smile. Then she strummed the guitar and heard a familiar melody.

More people below sang along in a low voice. Fang Zhiqiang smiled. He already knew what song Huang Wanting was going to sing next. He liked the feeling at this moment very much. Although Huang Wanting didn't know he was coming and he couldn't come up to say hello, they felt each other from a distance.

Almost at the moment Huang Wanting’s voice rang out, a series of vibrations came from Fang Zhiqiang’s cell phone in his trouser pocket. Because he was coming to the concert, Fang Zhiqiang turned his phone to vibrate. He was intoxicated by Huang Wanting's singing and didn't want to answer it, but the phone kept ringing, and the vibration seemed to be getting faster and faster. Fang Zhiqiang had to take out his phone, but he was stunned because the name displayed was Brother Lin, the neighbor in his hometown, the one he paid to help take care of his father.

Fang Zhiqiang looked again and saw that all the calls just now were from Brother Lin. It was so late and Brother Lin called him over and over again. There would be nothing else but about his father. Fang Zhiqiang suddenly had a bad premonition. He became anxious and no longer cared about continuing to listen to the song. He hurriedly squeezed out of the sea of ​​people.

Fang Zhiqiang was so tired that he was sweating all over, so he squeezed out to a quiet corner outside. He was about to call Brother Lin, but Brother Lin’s call came in again, and Fang Zhiqiang hurriedly answered it: " Brother Lin, what's wrong?"

Brother Lin's voice also sounded very anxious and furious: "Qiangzi, my uncle didn't let me call you. He insisted on holding on. I I was thinking about it and I didn’t dare to hide it from you, so I’m telling you.” He was a little incoherent: “Uncle has been having trouble eating these past two days. I’ll send him his next meal. I see that he often has a lot left over from the last meal, and he still follows I told him not to do so much next time, saying that he had no appetite because of the hot weather. I didn’t think much about it, but when I went there the day before yesterday, he was lying on the bed in too much pain and couldn’t move. I quickly sent him to the hospital in the town. As you know, it's just like a clinic. The doctor looked at it for a long time and said that there was something wrong with his stomach. He asked him to go to the county for a checkup and take a X-ray.But he refused, saying it was an old problem, so I just prescribed some painkillers. I asked him to take a diaphragm injection, but it was of no use. Today he suddenly vomited with blood in it. Your sister-in-law, me, and your aunt were all frightened. I said I can't hide it from you at this time, I must call you and tell you. ”

Fang Zhiqiang was like a thunderbolt. He did not expect that such a thing would happen to his father suddenly. This was hard for him to accept. For a while, his mind went blank, and he shivered for a while. Asked: “How is it now? "

"The doctor gave him some kind of injection that can alleviate the situation. I'm looking for a car to take him to the county town. He won't let you know yet, saying he'll go to the county seat and see it first. Brother Lin was extremely anxious, "Qiangzi, what do you think we should do?" I'll send it over now. Do you want to come back and have a look? "

"I'll go back, I'll go back right now. "Fang Zhiqiang said incoherently.